Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Lebanon and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Deakin to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Sexual Harrassment. All the underground hits.
All Joyce Sims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Human League record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marvin Gaye,
Cameo,
Pierre Henry,
Scientists,
Lebanon Hanover,
Throbbing Gristle,
Pulsallama,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lyres,
Kevin Saunderson,
Talk Talk,
Ten City,
Blake Baxter,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Red Krayola,
Livin' Joy,
R.M.O.,
Sonic Youth,
Symarip,
Essential Logic,
cv313,
Soul Sonic Force,
Moby Grape,
The Count Five,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Anthony Braxton,
Ice-T,
Erykah Badu,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Make Up,
Tommy Roe,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Tres Demented,
Black Moon,
Agent Orange,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Althea and Donna,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Monolake,
The Searchers,
The Gap Band,
Heaven 17,
Cybotron,
Joe Smooth,
Tim Buckley,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Traffic Nightmare,
Amazonics,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ultravox,
a-ha,
Quadrant,
Inner City,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bauhaus,
The Mojo Men,
Maleditus Sound,
The Wake,
CMW,
Alphaville,
Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.